Unrequited Love: Pathetic or Romantic?

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

I am always interested in this topic. Unrequited love can also be said as un-returned or in harsh word, unwanted love. I believe that most of us used to harbor the feeling for that someone that you knew you couldn't have.

My mum said that she rather had the person that love you rather than you loving someone who did not love you. However, I believe that if the situation is reversed, then, I will be in the same shoes as the person that love me. I mean, look at this in this way. Person A loves me while I love Person B. If I accepted Person A, wouldn't that give me the chance that I might have if Person B's mum ask him to do the same; accept those who love you rather than you love someone who doesn't love you back? You get me?

Lots of us do have this experience. It might not even be in reality, it could be just in your dreams or fantasy. You could have unrequited love as absurd as loving Lee Junki and expected something back in return.

I know, I know....that is me and my situation. (wink) ekekekeke

However, my point is that all people have experieced this situation. For those who have succeeded in their quest, I congratulate you. For those who didn't make it, I know you feeling. I have been there, done that.

I mean, I have been in this situation once. When I rememberred it back, it was pathetic and really stupid. But at that time, I was like,

'Who cares!? I love him and that is it!'

and

But now...

Remembering it gives me pure embarassment. I don't know, maybe I have the face as thick as the China Wall, thus, I can still face him and talk as if nothing had happened. This guy must think,

'Wow! Muka dier mesti tebal gle'

Ekekekeke....

But remembering that stupid old times gives you laughters, tears and yes, humilation as well. However, it is sweet. I mean, you get to learn how to fall in love, confess it, wait for it for nearly 4 years for a definite rejection and still hold on to it.

In my case, time heals. I get better. I forgot about him and my little and so big crush is finally over. Although from time to time, I still think about him, however, the feeling is no longer there. I no longer have the stupid back flip or summersault in my stomach everytime I remembered him. I no longer have that jealousy upon seeing the beautiful women that he have as friends in Friendster....ekekeke....and most of all, I do not longer have the tired feeling of waiting, waiting and keep on waiting for something; for some miracles to happen. I am relieved about the later part. Waiting is so difficult. It hurts. The wound still bleeds.

But I am healing. The wound is still there, the pang of sadness upon the final rejection still hurts but the pain is fading away. I just hope that there will be a person that could cover the wound perfectly and kissed the pain away.

All of my friends said that I am pathetic. Waiting for someone that didn't love me. However, at that time, I felt as if it is romantic. Silly yes, but it was when I was still small and stupid.

However,

the real question is, is unrequitted love romantic or pathetic?

Okay.

That's it.

See you when we'll see you.

I panicked...

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com


Why, oh, why do you have to talk about first love all of a sudden... Oh, man... This won't turn out good.

='(



But, ok, I'll talk about mine too.
My first crush was during when I was at standard 4. When I was 10 years old. It sounds silly, but I still remember the feeling until now, seriously. You're familiar with love at the first sight, right? So, yeah. But me and him could only see each other during Sekolah Agama for we both did not study at the same Junior School. And being the timid person that I was, I kept all by myself. Only 2 on my closest friends knows about this, but not because I told them. They noticed it by my stares towards the boy. A bit embarrassing, if you ask me. Here I thought I've hidden it well. Huhu..

The first time I saw him was when I was a new student at the Sekolah Agama and he had studied there long before I was. So I entered the class and the two friends I was close to had already save a place for me beside them. The seat was directly in front of him. And the moment I walked into the class... Gah! I was seriously speechless. It was not because he was astoundingly handsome. No. His skin was fair, yes. But there was just something about him that rooted me to the ground. I, then stumbled to my place whilst incoherently saying some greetings to my 2 friends. Hey, don't think I'm funny. I was a young girl, in love for the first time. What do you expect??

Well, then, to shorten the story, there was this one day where we didn't have any lessons during the school hours for the school was preparing for some occassion (I don't remember what). My other friends brought the rubber-bands-tight-together type of rope?? You know the ones we played 'Rumah Terbakar' and all sorts of other games. So they played with it. I didn't feel like joining so I sat alone; just being an audience. I didn't notice anything during that time, seriously, but the next day, my two closest friends pulled me to a corner and started whispering frantically how the boy I liked kept on staring at me. They even overheard him saying to his friends that he liked me. Lame, I know, but really. I was surprised to the max. But it wan't until I was at standard 5 that he confessed. But unfortunately, the relationship did not last long because I moved away with my family. So thats the end. FORGOTTEN...

...



Ok, so Farah had talked about first love, then I'd like to talk about a PANIC ATTACK that I've experienced.

When I remembered it back, I was like... 'whoa... I've seriously panicked' because really. I panicked to the point of nearly passing out. The situation that trigger the panic was not a good one *cringes* but I'll tell you anyway.

It was during I was 16. Me and a friend decided that we were finally ready to have our ears pierced for the first time. So we went to the shopping complex and talked to the the person who'll piece out ears. I remembered walking around the shopping complex to calm myself down. It was pretty scary. Then the piercer (??) said that I shouldn't take off the custom earings until the third day. Ok, so I waited and all th ewhile I was excited to have the custom earings off me since I had even bought brand new earings to wear.

Then 3 days later, it was late in the evening, I finally had the courage to take off the earings. I tried and tried and tried but the earings just won't pull off. You know the custom earings they'd use with the pistol to shot off our ears, right? It was so tight. Then I managed to open earing on my right ear, and the left part was the main problem. Then I tried again, again and again and suddenly the earing just went INTO my ear. Not at the hole, but at the cuping (english??). It just buried there. I practically yelled out, first because it hurts, second... well, what'd you do in this situation?? I bang on the toilet's door (my mom was having her bath during that time) and screamed when I told her what happened. I walked back and forth in front of the toilet's door, my face drained of blood (my mom later told me this) and eyes nearly bugged out of its socket. Then I realised that my vision felt like they were spinning and I couldn't think straight. Words that shot out of my mouth was incoherent, I had some trouble breathing and my whole body was trembling. My mom then took me to the nearest clinic straight away for both the panic and earing problem. Wakakaka

So how was it for the first panic attack in my life? Pretty lame, huh? Hihi... Well, I think it was pretty interesting, really. I had any panic attack in my entire life and it was just that ONE time only. I may be someone who is 'cepat gelabah' or those sorts but, panic attack? Never. Never thougt I would experience it, and over the silliest thing, no less. Hahahaha

So that's it then for my post, this time. I gotta sleep. It's 3.35 am already.
Ah~ Insa one last time, then I'll crash. Hihi..
XD

First Love, First Crush

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Sorry...I know. Tonight is a crazy night. I have posted 3 posts continuously. Well, that 1 post is uncountable cause it is only announcement. Nothing else. I hope that A'an is okay with this. It is just that I have to post that announcement. You know how it is right?

Okay. This topic is inspired by Ain. Thank you.

I am sure that most of you still remember your or first . In my case, there is no first love. I haven't fallen yet. So, anyone wants to give me that experience? ekekeke....just joking.

Okay...

My first crush. Okay, This is wrong. I think it goes the other way around. This is someone's crush on me.

I still remember this young Chinese guy that had a crush on me once when I am still young and naive or stupid at that time. I was in Form 1. He is in Form 2. He is my sister's friend. He is tall and very sepet (what do you call that in English eyh?). He seemed like a typical Chinese guy. I was scared because it is my first day at school, thus I tagged my sister along. She, of course, will go and sit with her clicks. At that time, she be-friended a lot of Chinese friends and he was one of her friends as well. My sister introduced me to her friends and I sat with them until the bell rang. I noticed this tall and lanky guy kept on staring at me but I refused to look at him. After all, I am still nervous about my first day.

When we went home, my sister told me that the guy is interested in me. You imagined my surprised at that time. I am still nervous about school, work, friends and all and here comes a confession that knocks you out of your shoes. It is horrendous.

Second day at school, he came to me and said;

'Your cheeks are like apple. When you smile, you looked sweet. I felt like pinching your cheeks,'
and grinned at me.

In my head I said;

'You sicko! Get away from me!'

I mean, come on...I am scared! I thought only perveted people said something like that. Plus, I am a very reserved person, I still am. I don't trust people that easily. Plus, he is somewhat weird. Then, starting on that day, the hunt begins.

He found out from my sister what is my likes and dislikes and quickly adapted to it. First, he know how much I love chocolates. Thus, I always find a bar of chocolate ranging from Cadbury to Kit-Kat under my table every time the bell rang. I do not know how he beats me to school considering the facts that I always go to school an hour earlier. (FYI: I am in the evening session).

Then, all the (love letters) started to make its appearance. He knows my passion in English, thus, he tried to write in English. He actually struggled to do it. It was sweet. But, there is one thing that puts me off. His handwriting...

Urgh...

It is horrible. I mean, the handwriting is really the worst. However, thanks to him, I am able to read even the worst handwriting and can decipher it clearly up until today. He also discover a new hobby of mine which is, collecting envelopes. He have this beautiful envelopes that I really liked and I accidentally wrote to him about it. Yes people. I do writes back to him. It is rude not to do so. Thus, I kept replying to him and he keeps on sending this beautiful envelopes to me. It goes back and forth for a year.


This guy is sooo tall. I mean, you can see him from far away. Thus, as he always corners me around, however, that height of his is also one of the features that can make me have a heads start. I can disappear when he comes around as I can see the top of his head miles away and I can;

PUFF
(dissappears)

He also didn't fail to tell every Chinese in school to stay away from me. I mean, everyone knows that he LOVE ME! It was embarrasing. Everyone, starting from Form 1 until Form 6's Chinese called me 'Yong Seng laupo' (it means Yong Seng's wife) . They smiled and teased as I walked. It is embarrasing for me, happiness for him. He also have an affect on me. I went senile around me. I mean, one day, he called me and said that he is right there in front of my house and he wanted to come in. And I, like a fool allowed him, only to realized that there is nobody in the house! Panicking, I called and begged my friend to come over. My friend frantically drove her bike from her house straight to mine in ten minutes! She was panting, breathless, with face as white as a paper and practically could die from exaustion as she stepped into my house! Remembering it back is sure funny.

That Chinese guy looked so plain in school uniform but when he wears jeans one day during the school's trip to Penang, my heart was beating so fast, I thought it might pop out. He looked like a prince charming to me at that moment. All of his friends 'perkena' me so I have to sit beside him. He sat so close, I could smell his perfume and our knees touches each other.

It is the same as this picture. Only switch the gender. And yes, he does fall asleep on my shoulder when the day ended (as we are riding back hime).

I could still remember his outfit that day. He wore blue faded jeans with a white turtleneck that looked soooo good on him. However, on that day, before the heart-beating-so-fast thing, I rejected him for the third time that year. Only after I rejected him, that night, when I remembered him, the beating starts. I was about to eat my words back when I went to school the next day only to realize the love in his eyes were no longer there. All that is there in his eyes were sadness and he kept avoiding me all day. Then only when a friend of his came and tell me what had happened. It seemed that I am the first Malay girl that he ever had any crush on and I am the one that he couldn't get. He was wounded and he can't look at me anymore.

That is the end of our relationship. He still avoided all the time at school until he graduated and then I lost contact with him. But last year he messaged me back in Friendster. However, he already have a girlfriend and by the look of it, they are going strong and steady.

So that is my story. How about yours? Care to share? Leave a post or write your experience now.

So that's it folks...

See you when we'll see you.

Speaking of Mother's Day

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com


It's already 12.35 am in the morning and I have a major headache. It's all because I nearly drive myself crazy these few days searching in the net things that is known as an obsession. It's already morning and right now I am currently listening to Kim Jaejoong's Insa. The song itself is amazing but the only problem is that it drives myself to tears.



I don't know why I'll turn to emotional whenever I hear this song. It's different than other songs that I usually commented on. The violin piece is just amazing. It clenches my heart, if you know what I mean.


...


Or maybe I am simply sad because of the topic Farah had just raised. MOTHER'S DAY GIFT. You know, I used to hear a story regarding this someone giving her mother a Mother's Day present. She bought her a wristwatch. Bought using the money she saved especially for this occasion. Forgive her forgetfulness but unfortunately she got her mother's wrist size wrong. Probably just a millimeter short but still usable though it'll be a bit tight.

You know how should a present be accepted, right? No matter ridiculous, cheap, or whatever that present is, ACCEPT it and be grateful. It is a gift. The fact that someone is willing to give you a present is just... great, isn't it? It means that person remembers you and values you. But unfortunately, the mother doesn't think so. She said to her daughter:

"Next time you want to get me a present, don't buy a wristwatch,"

When I heard that story... oh, God. I know she's a mother. The daughter's heaven is at her mother's two feet. But still, don't you think? A simple gratitude is all she ask or even a simple smile just. If I am the daughter, I'll be like... 'Mum? Is this you?'

Don't worry, my mother has safely received her Mother's Day present and I know she stores it deep within her closet. Hihi..


...


Damn... Midnight really does starving you, doesn't it? My stomach is grumbling just now. And it's cold. I left the window to my room open since after Maghrib to keep the temp cool. If not, it'll be stifling hot. Like you're standing in a parking lot of a hyper market.

And Gom player has just played Insa for the 10th time. But I don't get tired of it. Ok, one more time and I'll be crashing on my bed.


...


Ah~
I think I'm gonna cry. The song! Damn it.
So that's that, then...
X(

Pertandingan Entri Terbaik Hari Bapa 2009

P/S: Nie copy paste jek k?

link dier

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Pertandingan Entri Terbaik Hari Bapa 2009

Pada May 25th, 2009, ia ditulis oleh Al-Irfan

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4. Entri berkisar jasa seorang ayah, pengorbanan, kisah suka duka, dan segala yang berkaitan dengannya.

5. *Entri haruslah ditulis pada tahun 2009.

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http://mulabelajarhentimimpi.blogspot.com/2009/03/titipan-buat-yang-tersayang.html

http://faredsyauky.com/2009/05/26/bapaayahabah/

http://heartz2heartz.blogspot.com/2009/05/ayah.html

Selamat Menulis!

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*Dikemaskini pada 8.23 malam, 27 Mei 2009.

Wonder Woman

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

I know...Mother's Day is far gone. However, we must not let the date blinds us with the facts that everyday is mother's day. I mean, date can only gets us that far, but are you really sure that only on that day you should show your appreciation to your mother? However, most of us often do that. We only celebrates it for a day and a day only. Then? Is it over? Is it bye-bye gone? No more breakfast on bed, bouquet of roses or carnations, thin gold band of ring, sloppy and loving kisses, the bear-hug, the oh-not-that-beautiful-but-thoughtful-cards to her?

I did that. You know what my mum always say? She will say,

'Hmmm....hari ni je la nak dapat semua layanan istimewa cam permaisuri nie, pastu jd orang gaji je la balik.'

It is true. That will be the only day that we will lavish her with all those that are mentioned above. Then? It is all day in my normal life. May is not yet over. Mother's day is still around. Let us not be embedded with the thoughts that only in this month, we can show appreciation to them. Mostly, mother did not ask much. You can surprise her with little things such as early breakfast before she went out to work (for those whom their mothers are hiuse-wife, you can still do that). You may sweep the house clean, take care of the potted plants, weeds out their garden and other stuff that you may do and she will appreciate.

Ohhh...

Before I go on and on, telll me what is YOUR Mother's Day present to your mother?

Hmmm....

Here is a video clip that I find amusing. The title is mother's song by Go Fish. It is snazzy and fun. Please watch.





That's all for now.

See you when we'll see you.

Leave

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com


All rightie! This time, I won't be writing much. Just a creative writing, and an issue I'd like to talk about.

Creative writing first! Hm... the poem is originally inspired by a song called 'Mirotic' by Dong Bang Shin Ki. It really is a sensual song, if you ask me and could only be adapted to those whose confidence level is way higher than average normal person. But the tune is seriously catchy; some sort of dance and pop type of music. Go and check it out for those who hasn't known about this song yet. Who knows, I might get you hooked. Ngiahahahah!!

ERGO!


The meeting was deceitful
Cause you've been fooled
I never meant to act cruel
You were the one who fall
You flew yourself far
Reality is much too raw

All I remember is your face
You're hurt
You're in pain
You're sad
It was my words
It was my acts
Since long before
So just leave me
Go away from me
It's never worth it
To be with me
Why can't you see?

You've given your heart
But I threw it away
You're always here to stay
But it's me who sway
You held tight my hand
But never once I care

So I think it's best
If this just ends
The heart you surrendered
The smile
The love
I don't deserve them all
I'm not as pure as you once see me
My heart was never free
Locked in a prison without a key
So get off already
Go away from me
Just leave


Aaaannndddd.... That's it! Ngehehe..

Ah, the issue I was going to talk about. It's actually regarding the same-sex preference. You know, gay and les?? But I'm not gonna talk about how bad it is (well, it IS never good. Why do you think Allah create Adam and Hawa?) but I'm gonna talk about my views towards them.

It's always a wonder to me of why I had this kind of thought whenever I read or hear or see or think about gay and les. Well, here's for a fact: I CAN stand gays but I can NEVER stand lesbians. I don't know why but this is how I would think when the issue of gays and lesbians came up.

My theory is that it's all about gender preference. I used to talk about this with 2 male friends and a female friend. Surprisingly, the female friend AGREE with me. And more surprisingly, the male friends I talked to had the completely opposite opinion. They said that they'd rather it is lesbians than gays.

(o_O)

I must admit I was completely taken back. But this would absolutely back up my theory. Gender preference.

Although it's better not to agree to both, right?

(-_-''')

And, whadda you say? It'll be interesting to hear this from someone else. Hihihihi...

(^_^)


That's that, then!
xD

Don't!

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaa!!!

I have just got back from Putrajaya visiting my sick uncle (he just had an operation) and before I started rambling, i would like to post in my cute 'buah hati kecik' pictures.



You can ignore my pics behind...ekekeke...

Okay...

My post today...is DON'T.

Remember one radio advertisement at ERA once? It goes like this (as far as I can remember)...

Nama saya Jangan
Hari-hari mak cakap 'Jangan'
Saya korek hidung,
Mak kata 'Jangan...'
Saya masukkan dalam mulut
Mak jerit 'Jangan!'

It is longer than that but I can't remember it all. It has been for a while since the commercial was aired. It was cute and funny.

Okay...

I am going to talk about myself today. Don't. It is a word that adults love to use. Don't do this, Don't do that, Do not walk like this, Do not talk like that and bla bla bla...

Well, I hate that word when it is uttered with instruction. Have you ever had that day when you suddenly is inspired to actually do house chores without being forced to do it? A day when you willingly and sincerely wanted to do that for your self-satisfaction. It happened to me once in a blue moon...ekekeke...

The thing is that my mood will died as soon as my parent mentioned 'Don't....'
It might goes like this,

'Don't sweep the house like that, do like this...'

OR

'Don't wipe that car like that, wipe it like this'

I know that they meant no harm. They are just trying to correct what is wrong. However, when it happened to me in that once-in-a-blue-moon stuff, I will immediately lost focus and all that good will, good intention, sincerity and kindness are all lost along the way...

So, in conclusion, I hate that word when it is used in that way.

Okay, I have lost all my ideas...

huhu...

See you when we'll see you!
Tata....

Recent Me

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com

Well, the title says it all. These are all the recent bits and parts of me. It's not all that details but you will get my drift; as to what I am recently doing, how lazy I've become, etc and etc. Nothing interesting, honestly. I just thought of doing something different and... jeng jeng jeng! Hahahaha...!

Lets just go straight to the point!


- Recent favorite pastime activity:


Net surfing...


- Recent obsession:


Yeah. I'm into this ONE korean band recently. DBSK.



and I'm in love with one of their members too! Xiah Junsu.


- Recent favorite songs:


Beyonce's Halo. I nearly cried during the first time I listened closely to its lyric.


Incubus' Anna Molly. This song is great. Truly.



DBSK's Purple Line. Honestly, I don't understand a word they say (I don't speak Korean!) except for the English parts. But this song captivates me from the first time I heard it. You should view the video clip. The choreograph is amazingly awesome.



Rob Pattinson's Lullaby. It's actually a piano piece and it's got nothing to do with Twilight. It's just something he compose. The piece's really captivating.


- Recent favorite tele show:


Fullmetal Alchemist Brotherhood. I was hooked since the first episode!


- Recent job:


My family's personal driver. I drive to anywhere they want at anytime. Seriously.



I am my mother's second in command. I can cook better now, at least. Hehehehe...


- Recent bookhunt on:


I've been searching and searching and searching and searching and still to no avail...


- Recent heartbreak:


Waaa....!!! Aku penganggur!


- Recent close friends:


My laptop; Mr. Ace, of course.


And my handset, Mr. Mad Maggot.


- Recent illness:


H1N1??!! TIDAAAKKK!!!! Kidding... hehe.. Just a minor fever.


And a butt ache. I kid you not! I think I got it ever since I fell; butt first, in the toilet the last day I was at the college (badi ker?? Huhu!). It still hurts till today. Now I'm worried something might be seriously wrong...


There goes my boring life as you can see. Isk! The oxigen that I inhale right now feels like a waste to the human race. Should be given to those who needs it more!! ='(

Hm... I think I'll consider organ donation instead...



Yah! That's all for now!!
xD

Work Hunt?! NOT.... :p

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaa!!!

Long time no see...It is just the internet at my house again...You know the metaphor that I described the other day about the snail...Yeah, it is that slow...

I have been waiting to upload a movie that I made recently that actually reduced me to tears. BUT the internet has not co-operated with me till I finally almost give up. I guess I just needed to get on the bike and go to the nearest CC to upload it.

Well, looking for work. I am really bored now. I mean, I am just sitting at home, lazying around, doing nothing but having movie re-run, movie marathon, raiding the fridge for foods and drinks, cooking, cleaning the house (NOT) and listening to songs at my laptop. I am working up to be Gloria (Madagascar) and currently waiting for Melman (God knows who he is) to confess his feelings for me. Or I am waiting for Moto-Moto...hehehe....

Okay. I am rambling. I know. Sorry.

Okay....Work Hunt?

I went to JPN's open, walk-in interview the other day at Alor Setar. I went there with my sister and although we didn't actually meet the criteria (they wanted Diploma and both of us haven't graduated yet), we still went there. OMG! I couldn't believe my eyes when we arrived there. There are 3000 applicants (according to Berita Harian news) queuing for the interview! The police traffic actually came to control the traffic at the junction! and it was only 10 am. I do not know that Kedah have a lot of people. It was helluva long lines. They are actually queuing to get in! Wargh!!! So, all the bravado of going in and experiencing the interview died when we saw the lines of people!

But I am still looking for work. What if I couldn't get in the university? I needed a job. Anyone got any idea where to find work? hehehe...

That's all...

See you when we'll see you!

Tata...

Stars

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com

Another chapter of my life has already gone and there's no way in heaven or hell that I can repeat it back. No matter how much I want to. The desire actually cause great pains in my chest and I dont know how to endure it. There were even times that I thought that all this are just a long and wonderful dreams. That maybe I just woke up from it. I think maybe it's the pain that made me reject the fact that all this are real and it has passed and I have to move on. This isn't The Curious Case of Benjamin Button where everything is set backwards and to be honest, I don't want it to be that way. Just think, though it had ended, it IS one of the best moment in my life. Okay, I think some senses has already kicked in my system.

Although,

Its funny how I kept on remembering all the littlest thing about the many things that we used to do before. I even miss the empty talk we'll get ourselves into whenever there was time. In between classes or even during the classes, at the hostel where we're lolling ourselves to sleep eventhough its 11 oclock in the morning, when we're having lunch together; sitting in circle and exchange some lauk between us, and even during a bath. I even miss the fights and assignments, for God sake! And the pranks, the maddening laughters.

I really, really miss all that.

Now I no longer have anything to look forward to. Usually when the term is about to start, there was this kind of expectation that I was accustomed to. What's new, what's up... Any kind to question that will start our 12 hours long conversation. Or I should say, empty talk. Another moment of sleepy-lolling. And most of all the food we each promised each other to bring. You'd think there was some kind of kenduri going on!

But no longer all of those...

It has passed and we have to move on. As long as we're breathing, time will furiously leave us. It's okay to live up the past, but never live in the past. It's not healthy, folks! So then, I would want to wish everyone a very good luck. May all your dreams, you'd be able to achieve all of them no matter what. Lets be a successful someone, ok?

All rightie! This is another one of my creative writing. It's intended to someone far away whose heart I can no longer reach.

Enjoy!

Look

There’s a star we see

It’s as far as eyes can see

Over where it is the east

It’s bright like a sun’s lightest kiss

Yes

You’re the star I like to see

You were far that I can’t see

In eventual we’d end up like this

Oblivious to the signs that I don’t miss

Look

There’s a star on the sky of gloom

Unreachable even when the earth spun

It’s clear though constantly gone

Overshadowed when the eye of the heaven shines

Yes

You’re the star when the night blooms

You’re unreachable even since this all begun

You’re there and constantly gone

Foreshadowed the ‘we’ should never have become

Hence

Stay there

Go nowhere

Never be here

Cause that’s all that you are

My star from afar

Sorry, It's simple and it sounds a bit stupid if I'm to be honest with myself. Huhu! Ah, well...
Btw, please forgive my late comeback. So many has happened for such a short while.. I have issues in keeping up with reality, what with the separation and stuffs. Sori ek, Farah...
=J


Well, that's that, folks!
xD

Is It Really Over?

by farah_prong@yahoo.com.my

Hiyaa!!

It has been a long time since I wrote something in the blog. I just got back from the college. It is not even one week but I felt strangely lonely. It is like there is a hole in my heart. Some hole that makes me sick. (Well, actually, I am sick now but that's not the point). I am so lonely. I missed all of you. Well, A'an, if you dropped out or missing from the face of earth, I will find you high and low. You are not forgotten. It is just that sometimes, time move at a slow pace and everyone follows it. Thus, we lost track and you just assume that you are missing and abandoned. huhu...

I missed all of you guys. I hope that you all misses me as well. I am scared of one thing. I am scared that all this 'I miss you' will finally stop and we will eventually forget each other and move on. I am scared of this possibility. It had happened so many times before; the forgetting and moving on thing. It had happened during all the camps, secondary school, PLKN and others. I don't want that to happen. I mean, we actually spent three years of loving, caring and nurturing our friendship and I do not want it to be easily forgotten. I mean, there is a saying that says:

It takes one second to like someone,

One minute to know them,

An hour to love them,

but

It takes FOREVER to forget.

I think it goes like that. I stand to be corrected people. Thus, all of you are precious jewel in my life. I don't want to forget all of you. I want us to stay in contact although my mind says that it is a naive thought. At least, stay contacting each other online. Post a message or twos. Drop by and says hi. That is the least that you can do. We have been through all. The laughters, tears, bitterness, resentment, the love and care; we have been through all. It must count for something right?

Thus, here I am to ask you all...IS IT REALLY OVER?

Life: Deprived

by powerangers_08@yahoo.com

All right! I'm at the college rite now! and things are a little slow at the moment. Mainly since there are no other known person around (except a few). Driving could no longer give me the solace that I used to experience so there are now the Final Report or there are none. So I'd better pick the Final Report or I'll die of boredom.

What a life...

Currently I am always wondering. What is a life suppose to be?

Me, I don't think I have a life. Not just of before, anyway. Before (during the break after the Industrial Training) all I did was wake up, did some house works, watch some TV, and I think that's it (omit the eat, sleep, bath, etc.. and don't count the assignments...). So, is that a life? If it is, then... I dunno... But if it isn't, then what does it takes to have it? Is it fun? Is it the fulfill-ness? Or is it the intention? Coz I think I'm missing so much here.

I wonder what will happen if I'd gone missing? Nobody would notice would they? So I think I'll be fine if I end up some place else. It might do good for everybody. Hahaha

I think I might have gone crazy without me knowing...

I wonder what the future holds for me. How would things be in a year after this for me? A few years? 15 years? Will I be OK? Or will I be a loser? Losing even before my real life even starts.

But I guess that's for me to decide, is it not?
=)

I think I'm depressed...
ekekeke



BTW,

I love the way the guy is holding the girl. I think it's sweet, don't you?
xD



Hm...
Well, that's that I guess.
xD